THE GLASS WIFE; the storm he built himself

SERENA’S POV What? “Sh-She’s with you?” I blinked, wanting to make sure I wasn’t hearing things now. Or worse seeing things too cause how is a strange lady that showed up at our door minutes before he arrived, with him? H-what does that even mean? “Let’s go in,” he responded instead, pulling the lady as they walked past me and into the house. Walked past me. They WALKED past me. I just stood. Totally unsure of how to even feel by…that! But still, I willed myself away from the door. Managing a strained smile as I tried not to imagine the worst. I mean, for all we know this lady could be a long lost…family relative that I somehow didn’t know about all this time. But yeah. “Her name is May,” Eliot’s voice sounded out, offering answers. “O-kay. May…” I tried to play it cool. But then he went to say, “She is pregnant, and the child is mine!” And then it all went downhill from there. “W-what?” I voiced, startled. “What are you saying? I don’t understand, what pregnancy? Wh…chil

ELIOT’S POV I just stood there. Stiffly watching as emotions that could only be described as annoyance and disbelief built up in my chest. My skin burning hot as her footsteps sounded off on the stairs, heading to our bedroom for sure. Walking out on me. Leaving me hanging and reeling with displeasure for the very first time in our four years of marriage. “Oh my God, she’s scary, Eli!” a familiar chirpy voice sounded behind me. I didn’t even need to turn around to know who that was, but as I felt her hands on me my anger flared instantly. All thoughts of her outright foolishness and audacity today rushing back to me with full force! And with nothing short of a glare, I shook her off me. Storming my way to my study, not minding the surprised gasp that left her lips or the judgmental eyes of the head butler-Rosa. And sure enough hurried footsteps followed me. She was coming as well? Good. Time to set things straight! In no time the dark walls of the study embraced m

SERENA’S POV My face probably said it all cause, “Are you angry?” she asked, acting confused like I was supposed to be embracing her with open arms right now. “Oh my, I don’t mean to upset you at all, Serena. I promise!” her voice made it even harder for the scowl to leave my face the longer I stared at her. “I’m so sorry, I was just- “What do you want?” I asked dryly, unable to take much more. “And what the hell are those for?” She turned, her eyes lighting up as she took in the big luggage and moving boxes that were lined up behind. Alongside a few maids standing awkwardly beside them. They were obviously moving them. “Oh, those are mine!” she responded with a big smile, “The boxes, the luggage, oh and that pink stroller too!” Right. The baby, of course. How could I forget? On reflex, my eyes went to her belly. The door knob bearing the brunt of everything that protruding belly had me feeling right then and there. “I’m just settling in!” she responded, acting tot

SERENA’S POV “Hello to you too, princess Beckett” the words easily rolled off from his lips, every syllable sultrier than the last as he stood. Arms crossed on his chest, a familiar lazy smirk playing on his lips too. I could literally feel the confidence roll off him in waves, his little wink at the end not making me any less stunned than I already was. To see him. To look at him right here and now of all times! “Oh my God,” I breathed, “Oh my-Axel. Axel Beckett what are you doing here?” He simply chuckled at my surprise. The familiar tone, bringing back memories of the last time I heard him laugh like that. It was unbelievable. Last time I saw him was at the wedding. Him arguing with his mom and storming out even before everyone took family pictures. I had figured it was some sort of family issue, but next thing I heard was that he left the city. And that was that. He didn’t even wish me a happy married life, not like that would have helped given the current situation of th

SERENA'S POV The mere thought alone was enough to crush me from within. My sight blurring as both anger and severe identity crisis burned from within me. I had initially thought… I had thought my life would be easier after marrying Eliot. I had thought I would be happy and content… that I would be safe and finally be free. He was the only reason I held on, gave my all… Eliot was the only good thing at the end of the dark tunnel called the family I was born into! So, I gave it my all. Gave my very best to him and our marriage! But now… now everything was falling apart… “What was even the point in trying so hard?” I whispered to myself, What was the essence of my living and doing anything at all?! I shouldn’t have… I shouldn’t have to watch these people use me like I was some doll they bought with their money! I don’t even have to put with them. At all! "I will confirm with the doctor when you will be getting your checkup but take the stuff I got you and even this weekly exercise